𝐌𝐲 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭 - 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟

𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄

"Okay, let's see this thing."

Scott lifted his shirt to reveal the bandaged injury he had obtained after Stiles and Nova had left the night before.

"It was too dark to see much, but I think it was a wolf," Scott told them.

"A wolf bit you?" Nova asked, her voice laced with amusement.

"Uh-huh."

"No, not a chance," Stiles told him.

"I heard a wolf howling."

"No, you didn't."

"What do you mean, 'No, you didn't'? How do you know what I heard?" Scott asked.

"Because California doesn't have wolves," Nova told him. "At least, not in, like, 60 years."

"Really?"

"Yes, really," Stiles rolled his eyes slightly. "There are no wolves in California."

"All right, well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you two are definitely not gonna believe me about when I tell you I found the body."

"Are you kidding me?" Stiles asked, excitedly.

"No, man, I wish," Scott replied, a slight grimace on his face. "I'm gonna have nightmares for a month."

"Oh, God, that is freaking awesome! I mean, this is seriously the best thing that's happened to this town since..." Stiles trailed off, staring at the redhead who was walking by, not even sparing a glance at him. "Since the birth of Lydia Martin. Hey, Lydia, you look... like you're going to ignore me."

"You have zero chance there, man," Nova snorted, patting his shoulder.

"You both are the cause of this," Stiles told her and Scott. "Dragging me down to your nerd depths and hanging out with your own sister doesn't really earn you cool points."

"I'm super cool," Nova told him as they started walking into the high school. "Right, Scotty?" Scott just, jokingly, made a slight disagreeing noise and Nova pushed his shoulder with a laugh before walking ahead of the boys.

"As you all know, there indeed was a body found in the woods last night," The teacher told them as he stood in front of the white board. Nova yawned, starting to nod off before she felt a foot kick her leg. The leg belonged to Stiles who was trying to keep her from getting another detention. "And I'm sure your eager little minds are coming up with verious macabre scenarios as to what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining this semester."

Nova furrowed her eyebrows when they were told the police had someone in custody. This was certainly the first she had heard about it. Her head snapped to the door when it opened and looked over to see a girl walk into the room behind the principal.

"Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome."

Nova's eyes followed the girl as she went to take the seat behind Scott. She couldn't help but gawk at the beautiful girl.

"We'll begin with Kafka's Metamorphosis on page 133." Nova's head snapped back to the front after watching Scott hand the confused girl a pen. Nova only looked over slightly to see Scott's smirk.

Nova was laying on the metal bleachers, a book held above her face, as she 'watched' lacrosse practice. She only showed up because she found Coach hilarious and loves to see her brother get yelled at.

"Nova!" Stiles whisper-shouted at her.

"Hm?" She hummed, not even looking up.

"Scott's on goal. You might wanna watch this."

Nova sat up, excited to see Scott fail. She loved the boy but damn, Stiles and him couldn't play for shit. Scott walked up to the net, looking nervous as hell. The whistle blew and Scott hurried to cover his ears with his hands.

Nova got up and moved down to sit next to Stiles, despite the fact that she wasn't allowed to.

"Is Scott okay?" She asked, worried. Stiles just shrugged. One of the boys threw the ball towards Scott and hit him right in the face. Thank God for helmets.

"Hey, way to catch with your face, McCall!"

When it was the next guys turn, Scott didn't get hit in the face. No, instead he ... caught it? Scott looked at his lacrosse stick, shocked. He continued to block all shots, shocking everyone. Especially Coach. But when Jackson Whittemore stepped up, he looked deteremined to make Scott fail but even then, Scott caught the ball.

"Yeah, Scott!" Nova shouted.